I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Just as Jiang Yeming was about to add more strength, the last attack that was brewing all the way appeared.

The quaint turtle ship suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a ghost-faced villain stood on the boat.

Holding a sharp knife, the ghost-faced villain laughed wildly and said: "Liuyao is liquidated, your spirit and soul are sealed, and your body is connected to me. Eat me first and cut your stomach."

As he said that, the ghost-faced villain held the handle of the knife with both hands and stabbed it in the stomach.

Puchi, the whole handle was submerged in the stomach, and the villain laughed even more wildly: "You stab, I stab, the knife will see blood, and when the blood is exhausted, it is time to collect the soul."

Jiang Yeming was startled, this is a curse spell, the most weird, impossible to guard against.

But why is there no pain?

He quickly untied his clothes and looked at his abdomen. White marks appeared one after another on his abdomen, and then disappeared quickly. It seemed that the attack was too weak, and Jiang Yeming's physical defense was not even broken.

The face of the ghost-faced man became flustered, holding the knife in both hands and constantly inflicting self-mutilation: "I can't believe that you don't feel pain if I slash and slash."

Jiang Yeming was a little speechless. This group of Taoist elites seemed to be in the same realm as him, but their combat experience and quality were more than a little bit worse. It seemed that he had accumulated a lot of money, far surpassing monks of the same level.

But what's the use of crushing a group of monks like this, the purpose of this trip is to hunt for treasure.

He looked around and raised his voice: "Guys, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges today. It's just that we ran into your embarrassing things. I promise not to say anything here. I hope everyone will turn the conflict into friendship and ignore the previous suspicions."

After speaking, Jiang Yeming took Qu Yin and ran away.

It wasn't until Jiang Yeming ran away that a group of Taoists figured out the point of their trip.

"No, he must have discovered the secret passage and wants to monopolize the treasure."

"We can't let him succeed. We have a large number of people, so it's better to form an alliance and hunt for treasure together. Even if we meet him in the secret path, we will have a mutual support."

"That's right, everyone hurry up, don't let him get ahead of you."

In front of the treasure, the grievances were put down instantly, and a large group of Taoists hurriedly flew in the direction Jiang Yeming was going.

Behind the Hall of the Lord of Souls, Jiang Yeming was thinking about how to crack the protective net built by the wronged soul silk. Coincidentally, he had seen three kinds of soul silk, all of which were incredible things. The first kind of dream soul silk could enter the dream world, the second kind of evil soul silk carried the karma of the soul, which was a burden of the soul, and the third kind of wronged soul silk, what happened?
Jiang Yeming looked at Qu Yin.

Qu Yin said embarrassingly: "The old man is only half a bucket of water. He only knows the name of the innocent soul, but he doesn't know anything else."

At this moment, a team of treasure hunter monks flew over.

But he stopped a long way away, and was frightened by Jiang Yeming alone.

It is agreed to unite and help each other, and fight against the enemy together!
As a result, when they met the righteous master, they were all scared.

Looking at these treasure-hunting monks who suffered a great loss from Jiang Yeming, Taiqing Menzhuo and his party sighed secretly, stepped forward and cupped their hands and said: "We were wrong about everything before, and we have exposed it here, and no one can bring it up again in the future."

After Jiang Yeming nodded in agreement, he continued: "I know something about the grievance thread. This thing is the impurity left after the soul master refines the soul. It contains a lot of resentment, but it has a strange effect, which can pollute the soul and defend against spells."

It turned out to be like this, Jiang Yeming didn't interrupt, waiting for the other party to continue talking.

Taiqing Menzhuo and his party hesitated: "I can unblock the grievance silk, and I can let you enter first, but after entering it, each can use his own ability."
When he was about to change his words, Jiang Yeming spoke.

"Okay, I won't do anything when I'm hunting for treasure inside, so hurry up and lift the ban, in case the Soul Lord Hall suddenly flies away, no one will get it."

The Taoists present were overjoyed immediately, and urged Zhuo and his party to act quickly. Although Zhuo and his party felt something was wrong, they didn't have time to think about it, and quickly cast spells to take out the ghost silk.

Zhuo and his entourage took out a bottle of water potion: "The Wrathful Soul Silk has a strong defensive effect against spells and energy attacks, but it is subject to the pure yang water. This bottle of yang spring water is the pure yang water that I refined, and it is just used to get rid of it."

After finishing speaking, he spilled the whole bottle of Yangchun water, and the threads of wronged souls stained with Yangchun water broke and dissipated.

Looking at the opened passage door, every one who went in first, everyone looked at Jiang Yeming who was standing up with his fists.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, then I'll go in first." Jiang Yeming smiled and bowed to the left and right, dragging old man Qu Yin into the passage.

As soon as they entered the passage, colorful light flashed in front of them, and the two quickly shuttled through the Huaguang passage, and when they reappeared, they appeared in a desolate desert.

"What's going on?" Qu Yin asked in surprise.

Jiang Yeming's face was serious: "It's the technique of moving space. Now find the location of the treasure first, and then find the way out."

He said so, but he was anxious in his heart. This situation was completely different from what the Nether Swordsman said.

This vast desert is barren and boundless, and I don't know where it is. God knows if there is anything good.

Qu Yin hurriedly took out a wooden box from the worn-out canvas bag: "This is the treasure-hunting box left by my ancestor, and it can identify the spiritual objects in the nearby heaven and earth."

Good guy, Nongmen really shouldn't be underestimated, it can be of great help at critical moments.

Jiang Yeming watched Qu Yin operate. The old man dug a small hole in the desert, buried the treasure box in it, poured water on it, and muttered words to perform his unique technique.

Then, a corner of the fast-drying sand was arched, and emerald green branches grew out of the sand.

The branches grew faster and faster, and it grew into a small tree in half an hour.

This speed is too fantastic, worthy of a farmer who specializes in farming.

Jiang Yeming was curious, how did the little tree planted in this treasure hunting box find the treasure?
Seeing Jiang Yeming's thoughts, Qu Yin proudly explained: "Our farm has a secret method that can communicate with plants. This Posa Nadolu tree was found by our ancestors from another world. It has the ability to hunt for treasures, and it just matches the secret method of communicating with plants."

As he spoke, he began to show, pursing his lips and making a small inaudible sound.

The mother-in-law Nadolu tree understood, and responded by shaking its branches.

After communicating for a while, Qu Yin replied: "It said that only the east side of this desert has soul waves, and there are treasures there, which are probably guarded by souls."

"Oh, then let's go and have a look." Jiang Yeming replied absent-mindedly, his mind has been attracted by Qu Yin's secret method of communicating with plants.

This kind of secret method seems weak, but to Jiang Yeming, it has a shocking possibility.

Isn't the main material world of the Xiling Empire just a cosmic sacred tree? The Cosmic Divine Tree Church has always worshiped the sacred tree unilaterally, but has never received a response.

Could it be that the Cosmic Sacred Tree cannot communicate with animal life?

If I learned the secret method of communicating with plants, would it be of great benefit to be able to communicate with the Cosmic Sacred Tree?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yeming hurriedly said: "Wait, Lao Qu, how about we make a deal, I will exchange high-level secrets with you for the secrets of communicating with plants. Look at my secrets, all of which are top-notch good things."